Dead, cold January day

in our abandoned baseball field.

The fun we had together, our imagination revealed,

sledding and snow ball fights in a chilly, winter way,

climbing the dead sycamore tree…

everyone but me.

But times advance,

people leave,

one by one, as if by chance.

How ever so naïve…

One found new friends.

One moved away.

One overdosed to fit the trend.

One died to soon in th...

Rain pattered on the soft fabric that made up my umbrella as I sat on the small, wooden bench. Water droplets puddled at my feet, soaking my ragged, black converses. The cuffs of my cargo pants were damp from cold rain. I nervously bounced my knee as I waited for the bus, that would hopefully take me far away from Annapolis.

My left hand fidgeted with the cuff of my army green hoodie, trying to ...

This is truly the end.

The world crumbles to ash,

everyone destined to descend.

No one left, gone in a flash.

But it is fine.

It is alright.

I’m with you, my sunshine.

Together, we will stand through the night.

We dress our finest.

But it matters not,

since it is just us and not a riot.

“We’re going out in style” was our only thought.

Fire engulfs New York.

D.C is burnt to a crisp,...

The blank page taunts me.

Ideas swirl relentlessly in my mind

I hate this. I hate this. I hate this.

But I made a promise.

A promise to finish what he had started.

I hate this. I hate this. I hate this.

Even though he’s gone,

the show must go on....

“This man, the man sitting before you today, is charged with the brutal, psychotic, and vicious murders of Susan Wright, Harold Wright, Danielle Wright, and Xavier Wright,” the prosecutor explained, giving and adding as much drama necessary. The prosecutor then turned to the defendant, Cooper Lawrence.

“Mr. Cooper Lawrence cut the victims hands off, and then proceeded to stab each victim 18 time...

Can I even imagine it?

Can I imagine a life where

you were never in it?

Can I imagine a life where

I don’t wake up, waiting

for the day I see you again?

Can I imagine a life where

I never heard the angelic way

you sing or play the piano?

Can I imagine a life where

I never heard the parts of

your own story, or listen to

you recite Dr. Seuss?

Can I possibly imagine a life

that you w...

(Authors note: I’m so sorry this took so long. I hope to continue this series. Please enjoy!)

Israel

“So, where do you guys want to go first?,” I asked outside of the apartment doors. Leo, Stella and Amari glanced at each other.

“How about we go to eat?,” Leo suggested. I glanced down at my watch. 11:52. I shrugged.

“That works. What do you all want to eat?” All three Astelli’s smiled.

“P...

“You shouldn’t have come here,” I hissed, closing the door behind me. His dark and intense black eyes squinted in slight anger.

“I had no choice,” he snapped, his voice low. “You of all people know that I’m not as fond of the mortal world as my brother. I rolled my eyes. He did have a point. I knew him better than anyone. And Ian did seem to have a love for my world, though I never really unders...

The girl stared with wanting at the large crowd of people, playing volleyball at the beach. Her mind races with millions of scenarios, phrases, anything to try to connect. I smile slowly.

“They won’t except you,” I whisper in her ear. “Just stay over here.” And as always, she obeys. She stays seated in her chair, all alone.

• • • • •

Later, I follow the girl home to find an invitation for a b...

Attention! To all of my LQBTQ+, romantic, and sarcastic friends, this book is for you. From asexual to gay to bisexual characters, along with romantic moments, this book is for you!

And to all LQBTQ+ allies or just people who don’t support, still read the few chapters and upcoming chapters of this book which you can find at my writings at C.E Carter, my profile. Please enjoy.

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